一句话
Gather ye Rose-buds while ye may, Old Time is still a-flying: And this same flower that smiles to day, To morrow will be dying.
Robert Herrick·《To the Virgins, to Make Much of Time》
Gather ye Rose-buds while ye may, Old Time is still a-flying: And this same flower that smiles to day, To morrow will be dying.
Robert Herrick·《To the Virgins, to Make Much of Time》